Fengjiang Tower.
Xie Wule opened his eyes. Song Weiwei had woken up at some point and was looking at him with her sultry phoenix eyes.
Seeing Xie Wule wake up, Song Weiwei got into Xie Wule's arms and said, "My husband is awake."
The sound of "husband" was so sweet that Xie Wule couldn't help but tremble, and he hugged the cute little girl in his arms. The two of them cuddled together. Song Weiwei felt reassured listening to the heartbeat coming from Xie Wule's chest. She also understood why she didn't panic at all about her bold move last night. It was all because of the heartbeat of her sweetheart, which made her feel at ease. Understand for yourself that everything is real.
"Husband, do you feel that you are sorry for Sister Liu?" Song Weiwei looked up and saw Xie Wule with a trace of sadness on his face, and could roughly guess the reason. There was inevitably some jealousy in his heart, but she also knew that Xie Wule loved Liu Yucheng in his heart, and he must not have it at this moment. Not having a good time. I don't know who is older or younger than Liu Yucheng, but this time my sister also recognized Liu Yucheng as the main wife.
Xie Wule never thought of hiding it and admitted it openly. Song Weiwei's eyes turned into crescent moons.
Xie Wule looked at the lovely girl in his arms and wondered: "Weiwei, don't you feel uncomfortable because I miss other women?" Xie Wule understood that it is normal to have three wives and four concubines, but when facing a woman It's probably not a good idea to admit that you miss another woman.
Song Weiwei reached up, stretched out her hand to touch Xie Wule's face, and looked at Xie Wule and said, "Of course it will be a little uncomfortable, but my husband didn't hide anything from me, and he misses Sister Liu so much. Doesn't it mean that your husband is not a ruthless person? So of course I am happy!" Xie Wule felt warm in his heart and stroked Song Weiwei's hair with his fingers.
The two lingered on the bed for a long time before getting up to clean up. Xie Wule felt the Qi current in his body becoming active and knew that noon had arrived. He sat cross-legged on the bed again. As Xie Wule circulates his mind, the free Qi between heaven and earth gathers towards him, entering from various acupuncture points into the tendons, and then flows to the Dantian. This process is very slow.
The food had been delivered, and Song Weiwei was about to ask Xie Wule to eat, but found that he was surrounded by a strange fluctuation, which was not the internal force she was familiar with. But seeing that Xie Wule didn't have any strange reaction, he didn't bother him. He just sat aside and waited quietly to prevent anything from happening.
As more and more Yang Qi gathered around Xie Wule, the temperature in the room began to rise little by little. Although Song Weiwei on the side was still some distance away, she could feel getting warmer and warmer.
After noon, Xie Wule opened his eyes, got up from the bed and stretched his hands and feet. "Husband, it's time to eat." Seeing Xie Wule wake up from that strange state, Song Weiwei thought for a while and said, "It's just a pity that the food has gone cold."
Xie Wule didn't care and opened the door: "It's okay, we can just ask the waiter to do a few more courses."
After a while, the maid replaced the cold food. At the Eight Immortals table, Song Weiwei took a chopstick and put it into a bowl. She looked up at Xie Wule and said, "Husband, there is actually no need to change." Just when she was about to stop Xie Wule, he had already opened the door, and she couldn't say anything more. , you still have to save enough face for the man when you are outside, and discuss anything when there are only two of you. This is what my mother is like.
Seeing Xie Wule's confusion, Song Weiwei explained: "I know that my husband's Uncle Liu left a lot of money to me, but after all, it was left for you and Sister Liu."
"You are all mine, why are we so clearly divided?" Xie Wule put down the bowl and chopsticks and hugged Song Weiwei.
Song Weiwei blushed and lowered her head. She was naturally very happy when Xie Wule said this, but some things still had to be said. Song Weiwei looked up at him again with a stubborn look on her face: "It is precisely because I am your husband's son that I have to think more about you."
"Although there is a lot of money, it will always be used up. When my husband is not avenged, he will focus on practicing martial arts and will not have time to make money, so he still needs to save a little to prepare for emergencies."
"Furthermore, after my husband's great revenge is avenged, I'm still waiting for you to officially accept me! Although my family is rich and my brother loves me, after marrying my husband, I naturally can't use my family's money anymore. , then our expenses will naturally be borne by ourselves, and after we have children, the expenses will also increase. So it is definitely right to save a little! Hehe!"
Song Weiwei couldn't help but laugh as she thought about it. Xie Wule also knew that she was thinking about him, and felt as if he had eaten honey: "I know, madam!"
Xie Wule and Xie Wule stayed in the inn for several days in order to let Song Weiwei recuperate. Xie Wule practiced every day at noon, and Song Weiwei taught Xie Wule swordsmanship when he had nothing to do. Fortunately, the Fengjiangliupi Tianzi room was big enough, and there was enough space if the screen that separated the room was retracted and the Eight Immortals table was moved to the wall.
As he became more and more familiar with the method of refining qi, Xie Wule also understood one thing. Although not everyone has qi, everyone has qi. That magical white silk thread is an early warning that appears by sensing changes in the opponent's strength.
When there is too much difference in skill between you and your opponent, such as when fighting "Junzi Dao" and Guo Li, the magical white thread will not come out because you can't see clearly and feel the opponent's Qi, so you can't pass Qi. The flow changes predict the opponent's actions. In the previous competition with Song Weiwei, no thread appeared because Song Weiwei did not want to attack her.
"This Tai Chi sword technique is really amazing!" Xie Wule couldn't help but praise after listening to Song Weiwei's explanation of Tai Chi sword. This Tai Chi sword technique uses softness to overcome hardness and calmness to stop. It is advocated that the secret of using a sword is to observe changes. If he moves slightly, I move first. If he moves, he will change, and if he changes, he will move. According to the principle of change in Tai Chi and Bagua, it is emphasized that the sword has no fixed method, and due to the changes of the enemy, the last attack will come first.
Song Weiwei raised her pretty face, her pride undisguised: "That's not true! This is the hard work of our Song family for generations! It has always been passed down from within to within, not from outside, from male to female, but my father saw that I have a talent for swordsmanship. It’s so good that it breaks this rule.”
"Then will there be any inconvenience if you teach me? If so, it's fine if I don't learn." Xie Wule said worriedly, fearing that Song Weiwei would be punished if she broke her own rules.
"As my husband said, I am already yours, so what does it matter?" Song Weiwei smiled like a flower.
Xie Wule knew that this swordsmanship was not easy to acquire, so he worked very hard when practicing the sword.
That night.
"Weiwei." Xie Wule put away his sword and calmed down, ending the day's sword practice.
"What's wrong?" Song Weiwei had been sitting by the bed watching Xie Wule practice his sword.
"This Tai Chi sword says that four ounces can lift a thousand pounds, but I heard before that one force can reduce ten ounces. Which one do you think is correct?" Xie Wule said with a hint of amusement.
"Ugh, I can't think clearly." Song Weiwei shook her legs, with a look of aggrievedness on her face as to why you are making things difficult for me.
The two looked at each other and laughed.
"Master Fan, do you really want to go alone?" The driver looked anxious: "This is still far away from Chiyang County! What's more, it's still dark now, and the road is very dangerous!"
Fan Shihao turned his back to the driver and looked like he had made up his mind: "Just go back, I won't bother you! No one will blame you if something happens to me." After that, he strode forward.
The coachman watched his back fading away, shook his head helplessly and drove back. This happened not once or twice. Ever since he served Mr. Fan, he had never completed a complete run. It was easy, but every time They all feel so uneasy.
Fan Shihao held on to a big tree and gasped: "We must have walked a long way." Looking back, in the dim light, the rear of the carriage was still very clear: "Hey, it's really been a long time since I walked. "
After saying that, the figure flashed and disappeared into the dusk.
"Haha, since you've already come, what's the point of hiding?" came a cold voice.
Now that he was discovered, Fan Shihao did not hide. He walked out of the space and glanced coldly at the other side: "Xiao Zizai, it is indeed you." Looking at the person in front of him, he had been suspicious for so long and finally found out. verified.
Xiao Zizai laughed, opened his hands and turned around in front of Fan Shihao: "It's just me!"
"You're not dead!"
"Yes, when my sword was cut off by you and my soul was blown away by you, I was even curious that I was still alive." Xiao Zizai pretended to be incredulous.
Fan Shihao's eyebrows twitched: "You really haven't changed at all! You're still so arrogant!"
Xiao Zizai felt a pressure coming on him, and his expression immediately became serious: "What are you doing here?"
"What am I here for?" Fan Shihao said with a smile: "Of course I'm here to see you, my old friend, otherwise what else could I do?"
"You little fox is quite cute." Fan Shihao said and stretched out his hand to the little fox.
The little fox was frightened by him and seemed to want to jump away, but found that he couldn't move for some reason.
Xiao Zizai pinched the wrist of Fan Shihao's hand that was reaching for the little fox, stopped him in the air, looked at him sideways, and said with a cold expression: "I don't remember, did I agree to you touching her?"
Fan Shihao was a little surprised: "You have become emperor?"
"Yes, but I have to thank you more! Otherwise, how long would I have to practice?" Xiao Zizai smiled, admiring Fan Shihao's surprised expression.
"I see." Fan Shihao nodded: "So this is your confidence."
Xiao Zizai's hand was pressed down little by little, and he watched Fan Shihao's hand approaching, but he had no choice but to open his right hand in the air. At the same time, in Xie Wule's room in Fengjiang Tower, the broken sword on the table trembled slightly with silver light.
"This little fox is quite comfortable to touch." Fan Shihao took Xiao Xiao off Xie Wule's shoulders and held her in his arms. He touched her back and forth a few times. Now he looked at Xiao Zizai's surprised expression.
Xiao Zizi's hand dropped weakly, his eyes full of confusion. The broken sword also returned to its normal appearance.
"As long as you don't do anything unnecessary, I will treat you as if you don't exist." Fan Shihao put Xiao Xiao back on Xiao Zizai's shoulders and turned to leave. Xiao Zizai, you really gave me some surprises! Fan Shihao touched his chest. Under his clothes, there was a shocking scar.
"Hey, what's going on with that guy?" As soon as Fan Shihao left, Xiao Xiao found that she could move again and stood up in horror. Seeing that Xiao Zizi didn't respond, Xiao Xiao slapped his tail in his face.
"It's nothing." Xiao Zizai grabbed Xiao Xiao's tail and shook his head: "Let's go and continue to find my disciple." Xiao Zizai let go of Xiao Xiao's tail, raised the corners of his mouth, and returned to his usual appearance.
"Oh." Xiao Xiao didn't expect that Xiao Zizai would stop his tail, so he pulled it back out of boredom, curled up on his shoulder and closed his eyes.
